Ella and the olives

Ella’s Pa has an olive farm in the Adelaide hills and when he came to visit recently he left us a huge jar of olives from his farm that had been home marinaded by Nanna. Apparently they won a prize recently; all I can say is they taste fantastic.Recently Ella decided she wanted to try one and is now addicted to olives. She said to Karina “Mum, it’s not a real salad unless it has olives in it”, and once dinner is finished, if there are no olives, she’s taken to fetching the jar and eating 4 or 5 straight out of it.

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It’s better than gutsing chocolate, but I wish she’d leave some for me!

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